«When
two or three old people are gathered together in the name of lunch, you can be
sure of the subject of conversation to start the ball rolling. Illnesses of all
shapes and sizes are the thing and the Organ Recital begins. Heads, bodies and
legs are dissected; noses, throats and ears, skin and bones, arteries, liver
and lights, and […] hearts and minds. Once you start on minds you are in for a
basinful. Of the two it is better to stick to hearts and whether or not you are
allowed to walk upstairs.
Hips and knees lead to bones. Stomach, teeth and
gums, closely allied as it is not much use having one without the others, can
lead to a dissertation on dentistry. Impacted wisdom teeth are good, but there
is a trick called root canal treatment that takes almost as long to describe as
the lengthy treatment itself, with your jaws jammed open till the cows come home.
There is a strong sense of competition, even as to the waiting time at hospital
(length of); tales of woe are capped and re-capped as the Organ Recital
progresses.»
«The Organ Recital», in Home to Roost and Other Peckings,
Deborah Devonshire
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